A/N: Hey everyone. Welcome! This is a Harry with several multiple pairings fic situation, essentially a Harry/Multiple Partner however, the main pairing when all is said and done is Harry/Ginevra, also, Hermione and Snape will have a plot as well, any suggestions or reviews/feedback are welcome. Of course I give credit to JK Rowling and her excellent characters and objects in the Harry Potter series. I also give credit to any real landmarks mentioned to their respective parties.

Chapter 1

This was not the summer that Harry had envisioned.

Number 4 Privet Drive, the exhaustive, combative and abusive household, was rearing its ugly demeanor.

Harry had made a dinner the other night that disgusted his relatives. He said that he could make seafood, because it had been the only thing that Vernon had talked about all evening, after he had come home from work.

When the first smell of overcooked seafood had filled their noses, Vernon had gone to the utmost ends of his shouting to make Harry angry enough that a glass of water that Vernon was drinking, shattered into several pieces and earned a scolding from Petunia who was already at the table waiting for Dinner. Vernon had barked at him into oblivion and locked him up in his room, telling him he would not receive a good meal for 3 days.

Harry sat at the makeshift desk that he had in this room, it was worn and dusty and since Harry would not be able to use magic without being found out by the ministry, it would take ages for Harry to actually have motivation to put the desk to rights using non magical means.

The only time the desk was pristine is when company came over, how barking mad was that, when he needed to organize his desk, when it was unlikely that even the guests would care to come upstairs?

Harry was sitting brooding at the desk thinking about how life was unfair and annoying to him, when he heard a loud tapping on the window and there looking at him with her head leaning to the side was Hedwig!

Harry effortlessly ran to the window and in one of her claws was a letter with the familiar Hogwarts crest emblazoned on the front.

Was this the ticket to getting out of misery? Did this envelope contain his freedom, or was it too soon to say?

'Thank you girl," Harry said happily, as he gently detached the letter from her claw.

Harry rushed to his trunk and retrieved a few owl treats and quickly gave them to Hedwig, who ate them greedily and nipped Harry's ear in thanks.

With the use of a letter-opening device, he opened the envelope and out popped 2 badges and a letter.

Harry lifted the badges closer to his eyesight and gasped.

One of them had the familiar logo of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and the word Captain below it. Harry was going to be the captain, that made him swell with pride, he would however, have a word with the deputy headmistress about this.

Looking at the other badge his pride swelled even further, with the realization that he was chosen as a Gryffindor house prefect.

He would now have privileges that would allow him to keep order in his house and as an added bonus, he would get to use that luxurious prefects bathroom.

He decided that he would use that facility late at night, even if the greasy git came along.

Harry placed the badges back in the envelope for now and carefully opened up the folded letter and started to read.

Harry

I found out with great pleasure that you have been chosen to be Gryffindor Quiddich captain and a prefect as well for your house, as you well know, many students before you have held these positions and have used them to the highest standards that Hogwarts expects.

Please be mindful of the great responsibility that is now placed upon you. You must use proper decorum when dealing with matters that involve students in fellow houses and great sportsmanship on the Quidditch pitch, at present, I am abroad in Zurich on business at an education conference with the Swiss ministry of magic department head for education.

I will not be returning to the United Kingdom until the first week of August which in fact happens to be in a week and a half, fortunately I believe it is time that you return to your friends and thus I would like to have someone in the order retrieve you the day before your birthday if that is convenient to you, if so please reply to this letter by sending an outbound address simply entitled "The OOTP" and your owl will know where to send it

Even though I would like to receive the letter myself, that is not advisable with being abroad and the possibility that the Dark Lord may intercept our communications.

Please be wary Harry and report any activity out of the ordinary by waving your wand with red sparks.

With Kindest Regards

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Harry was pleased at the message that the Headmaster had sent, first because of the fact, that finally after an entire month of his summer with the family that he hated, he would finally be able to go to somewhere, where Ron, Hermione and Ginny were.

He heard a squawk and looked up to see Hedwig regarding him closely.

"Sorry girl," said Harry ruefully "I just need a few minutes to write my reply and I'll send it back with you."

Harry took a out a quill and some parchment then quickly wrote up a reply:

To the order

I have received a letter from Professor Dumbledore instructing me to choose a time for the order to come and retrieve me from the Dursley's, if it is agreeable, I would like to be picked up at 6:30 PM on July 30th.

Harry Potter

Harry rolled up the parchment and pressed a seal firmly to it and gave it to Hedwig.

"Good luck girl, make sure that letter gets to the right hands," Harry said, rubbing one of her feathers in encouragement.

Hedwig nipped him in reassurance and flew out the window.

Harry was appreciative of what his owl had done for him, from that first day when he met her at Diagon Alley as a present from Hagrid, he had used her extensively to deliver post all around the wizarding world.

Each time she had went and come back with a reply. She was focused on being the most helpful owl that she could be and her strength proved that.

Last school year had been the really big test with his owl, as that was when the toad had tried to hurt her as she was delivering the post.

Harry was fearful that he would have lost her; thankfully, she was as strong as ever and back in good health.

The days and nights of waiting had begun at that point and Harry was eagerly looking to depart Privet Drive, only then could he feel more at ease, it was at the same time he had received many letters from Ron and Hermione and one from Ginny. Ginny's letter had been exceptionally memorable.

Ginny had matured so much in the last year, it was not possible for him to ignore her and she had the traits of a Witch who showed superb dedication and power. The bat bogey hex she used was the best in the business and deserving of being demonstrated in a duel in class.

Harry was getting fonder of her but could he really express how fond of her he was?

Hermione was also an excellent friend, Harry had grown envious of how much his friend knew and what she did to complete her studies. Harry knew he had himself to blame for always screwing up in class and now, he was fixing for the upcoming year to see if he could become more like Hermione, it was past time that he took on the best girl with brains.

Harry finally brought up the subject of leaving for the summer and as expected, Vernon did not think much of it. The only condition was that those strange humans were not allowed in the house at all when they arrived. Harry agreed to the terms eagerly. He didn't want to feel the wrath of his uncle much longer.

"You better not let those freaks near Petunia or Dudley at all, I will not have them being brainwashed with all that magical heresy!"

Harry looked at Vernon with intense hatred, all this time the man had treated him disrespectfully to the point that he didn't care what would happen to his Uncle, In lieu of getting it on with him, he went up to his room to lessen the chance of his relatives causing an argument of epic proportions.

A few nights before Harry was to depart, Hedwig returned from delivering the letter that Harry had written to the order. She was tired and her wings were sagging.

Harry got her some water and owl treats and took the letter she had in her claws.

"How did I get another letter?" Harry asked.

Hedwig obviously could not speak back as a human could, all she did in reply was blink her eyes a couple of times.

Harry laughed "Girl, its all right if you can't answer me but I really need to learn to understand you somehow."

She gave a loud amused squawk and Harry took it to mean, that some time in his future, would have to be spent on owl speak.

Hedwig was an owl that understood human traits but yet when a wizard or witch spoke to her, all she gave back was chirping, squawking or nipping on a piece of human flesh.

Turning away from Hedwig for a moment, he opened the letter and read:

Harry

How is your summer going?

It's getting unbearable without you here at the Burrow, all of us in the family really hope the order will let you stay here for the rest of the summer, as for me I am working on honing my Quiddich skills for the upcoming year.

I want to be the best chaser that there ever was but I realize it's going to be hard if we have tons of Gryffindors trying out for the position.

Are you going to be captain this year? If so, I would love to be your deputy captain with you, to be honest Ron is just not ready to help.

I know in that mind of yours that you have reservations about being captain yourself Harry because you have a war to fight with You-Know-Who.

Dean and I are on rocky footing right now; he is way to obsessed over me. I can take it to a point but eventually it may get to be too much. I realize you may not care about my relationships but I know that as clumsy as I am around you, being friends with the chosen one is still great.

See you soon Harry.

With Love

Ginny

Harry read the lines and his heart swelled with every word.

Deputy Captain?

Harry had thought about this for some time. Obviously a girl could put the team in line and motivate them to do the right things on the field, but she would need to be trained heavily in the ways of the strategy and leadership to survive the position.

Up until now, there had never been a deputy or co captain in the Gryffindor house Quidditch team, so this was something else that he would have to bring up with McGonagall when he had a chance.

Turning to Hedwig Harry chuckled, "Well girl, I won't be sending a letter back this time, I will talk to her in person. So you can go hunt or sleep. I bet you had a long flight over to the Burrow."

Hedwig nipped his ear and put her head under her wing.

Finally the day of his departure arrived and Harry had no idea whether he would have a birthday party.

His relatives hardly cared as it was; all they gave him were socks or some other worthless object.

Harry packed up his trunk and Hedwig was in her cage. Once whoever was going to pick him up arrived, he would let Hedwig fly on ahead, soon he was waiting downstairs eagerly to depart, as Vernon and Petunia sat in the living room watching the television.

"So under an hour then boy?" asked Vernon.

"Yes," said Harry "you realize though I am not responsible if they knock down the door and barge their way in into the house?"

Vernon's face turned puce, "I won't have your bloody friends setting one toe or nail inside my house again, not after what happened to Dudley. You frightened my boy so badly he had nightmares for months on end. I want him to grow up nightmare free without deranged wizards clouding his sleep!"

Harry shook his head at his Uncle's tirade.

A moment later there was a sharp rap on the front door.

Before his Uncle could react, Harry quickly opened the door and ran outside.

There on the front porch, was none other then Severus Snape with his epic sneer.

"Good evening Mr. Potter. I trust you are ready? We don't have all day."

"Sir, why did the order send you?" asked Harry.

"You don't think other members of the order might be busy?" asked Snape, "Your father would have been much more patient if he was still alive I'm sure."

Harry took out his wand but Snape had it in his hand with a muttered spell.

"Restrain yourself boy!"

Harry growled angrily, "Give me back my wand Professor!"

Harry had his hands balled in fists at his side.

"You will calm your demeanor, or your wand will not see your hand, until you are settled with your friends!"

Harry released the tension, to not have a wand while in transit was a scary prospect and something he did not wish to fathom.

"Why didn't someone else I know come and get me Professor?"

Snape looked at him questionably "much of the order is currently occupied with training, they want to make sure that they are ready at a moments notice if the war gets out of hand. I know enough about defense that my presence wasn't needed; as such, I was tasked with picking you up by the acting head of the order while the Headmaster is abroad."

"And who might that be?" Asked Harry.

"Moody"

"Professor Moody?" Harry shook his head "He taught us in defense, he made the entire class do unforgivable curses."

'That was not Professor Moody idiot boy, it was a death eater trying to get you to the Dark Lord, he was polyjuiced. You know what happened from there, in fact the Dark Lord no doubt is displeased that you were able to evade him, but that is not the point at the moment. I need to get you to the Burrow."

"And just what are his followers up to?"

"That is not your place to ask, I report the activities of his forces on a regular basis but I must insist that this be kept a private matter, if by some shocking reason the Headmaster says you can join the order, who am I to stop you but be warned, much of what I report is meant only for the leadership, it must stay that way, now then your trunk?"

"It's in my room."

The potions master swished his wand a few times and Harry heard a clunk coming from his bedroom window.

"I have moved your trunk to the Burrow and it awaits your arrival. I suggest you quit your daft ways and follow me, enough talk about the Dark Lord's followers."

Harry would have given a retort but he did not have any time before Snape grabbed his hand and they disappeared with a pop.